1 Quem é este que vem de Edom, de Bozra, com vestes de vivas cores, que é glorioso em sua vestidura, que marcha na plenitude da sua força? Sou eu que falo em justiça, poderoso para salvar. 2 Por que está vermelho o traje, e as tuas vestes, como as daquele que pisa uvas no lagar? 3 O lagar, eu o pisei sozinho, e dos povos nenhum homem se achava comigo; pisei as uvas na minha ira; no meu furor, as esmaguei, e o seu sangue me salpicou as vestes e me manchou o traje todo. 4 Porque o dia da vingança me estava no coração, e o ano dos meus redimidos é chegado. 5 Olhei, e não havia quem me ajudasse, e admirei-me de não haver quem me sustivesse; pelo que o meu próprio braço me trouxe a salvação, e o meu furor me susteve. 6 Na minha ira, pisei os povos, no meu furor, embriaguei-os, derramando por terra o seu sangue.

7 Celebrarei as benignidades do Senhor e os seus atos gloriosos, segundo tudo o que o Senhor nos concedeu e segundo a grande bondade para com a casa de Israel, bondade que usou para com eles, segundo as suas misericórdias e segundo a multidão das suas benignidades. 8 Porque ele dizia: Certamente, eles são meu povo, filhos que não mentirão; e se lhes tornou o seu Salvador. 9 Em toda a angústia deles, foi ele angustiado, e o Anjo da sua presença os salvou; pelo seu amor e pela sua compaixão, ele os remiu, os tomou e os conduziu todos os dias da antiguidade. 10 Mas eles foram rebeldes e contristaram o seu Espírito Santo, pelo que se lhes tornou em inimigo e ele mesmo pelejou contra eles. 11 Então, o povo se lembrou dos dias antigos, de Moisés, e disse: Onde está aquele que fez subir do mar o pastor do seu rebanho? Onde está o que pôs nele o seu Espírito Santo? 12 Aquele cujo braço glorioso ele fez andar à mão direita de Moisés? Que fendeu as águas diante deles, criando para si um nome eterno? 13 Aquele que os guiou pelos abismos, como o cavalo no deserto, de modo que nunca tropeçaram? 14 Como o animal que desce aos vales, o Espírito do Senhor lhes deu descanso. Assim, guiaste o teu povo, para te criares um nome glorioso.

15 Atenta do céu e olha da tua santa e gloriosa habitação. Onde estão o teu zelo e as tuas obras poderosas? A ternura do teu coração e as tuas misericórdias se detêm para comigo! 16 Mas tu és nosso Pai, ainda que Abraão não nos conhece, e Israel não nos reconhece; tu, ó Senhor, és nosso Pai; nosso Redentor é o teu nome desde a antiguidade. 17 Ó Senhor, por que nos fazes desviar dos teus caminhos? Por que endureces o nosso coração, para que te não temamos? Volta, por amor dos teus servos e das tribos da tua herança. 18 Só por breve tempo foi o país possuído pelo teu santo povo; nossos adversários pisaram o teu santuário. 19 Tornamo-nos como aqueles sobre quem tu nunca dominaste e como os que nunca se chamaram pelo teu nome.

1 Who is this that cometh from Edom, with dyed garments from Bozrah? this that is glorious in his apparel, marching in the greatness of his strength? I that speak in righteousness, mighty to save. 2 Wherefore art thou red in thine apparel, and thy garments like him that treadeth in the winevat? 3 I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the peoples there was no man with me: yea, I trod them in mine anger, and trampled them in my wrath; and their lifeblood is sprinkled upon my garments, and I have stained all my raiment. 4 For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my redeemed is come. 5 And I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold: therefore mine own arm brought salvation unto me; and my wrath, it upheld me. 6 And I trod down the peoples in mine anger, and made them drunk in my wrath, and I poured out their lifeblood on the earth.

7 I will make mention of the lovingkindnesses of Jehovah, and the praises of Jehovah, according to all that Jehovah hath bestowed on us, and the great goodness toward the house of Israel, which he hath bestowed on them according to his mercies, and according to the multitude of his lovingkindnesses. 8 For he said, Surely, they are my people, children that will not deal falsely: so he was their Saviour. 9 In all their affliction he was afflicted, and the angel of his presence saved them: in his love and in his pity he redeemed them; and he bare them, and carried them all the days of old.

10 But they rebelled, and grieved his holy Spirit: therefore he was turned to be their enemy, and himself fought against them. 11 Then he remembered the days of old, Moses and his people, saying, Where is he that brought them up out of the sea with the shepherds of his flock? where is he that put his holy Spirit in the midst of them? 12 that caused his glorious arm to go at the right hand of Moses? that divided the waters before them, to make himself an everlasting name? 13 that led them through the depths, as a horse in the wilderness, so that they stumbled not? 14 As the cattle that go down into the valley, the Spirit of Jehovah caused them to rest: so didst thou lead thy people, to make thyself a glorious name.

15 Look down from heaven, and behold from the habitation of thy holiness and of thy glory: where are thy zeal and thy mighty acts? the yearning of thy heart and thy compassions are restrained toward me. 16 For thou art our Father, though Abraham knoweth us not, and Israel doth not acknowledge us: thou, O Jehovah, art our Father; our Redeemer from everlasting is thy name. 17 O Jehovah, why dost thou make us to err from thy ways, and hardenest our heart from thy fear? Return for thy servants’ sake, the tribes of thine inheritance. 18 Thy holy people possessed it but a little while: our adversaries have trodden down thy sanctuary. 19 We are become as they over whom thou never barest rule, as they that were not called by thy name.

1 Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah, with his garments stained crimson? Who is this, robed in splendor, striding forward in the greatness of his strength? "It is I, proclaiming victory, mighty to save."

2 Why are your garments red, like those of one treading the winepress?

3 "I have trodden the winepress alone; from the nations no one was with me. I trampled them in my anger and trod them down in my wrath; their blood spattered my garments, and I stained all my clothing.

4 It was for me the day of vengeance; the year for me to redeem had come.

5 I looked, but there was no one to help, I was appalled that no one gave support; so my own arm achieved salvation for me, and my own wrath sustained me.

6 I trampled the nations in my anger; in my wrath I made them drunk and poured their blood on the ground."

7 I will tell of the kindnesses of the LORD, the deeds for which he is to be praised, according to all the LORD has done for us — yes, the many good things he has done for Israel, according to his compassion and many kindnesses.

8 He said, "Surely they are my people, children who will be true to me"; and so he became their Savior.

9 In all their distress he too was distressed, and the angel of his presence saved them. "In his love and mercy he redeemed them; he lifted them up and carried them all the days of old.

10 Yet they rebelled and grieved his Holy Spirit. So he turned and became their enemy and he himself fought against them.

11 Then his people recalled "the days of old, the days of Moses and his people — where is he who brought them through the sea, with the shepherd of his flock? Where is he who set his Holy Spirit among them,

12 who sent his glorious arm of power to be at Moses' right hand, who divided the waters before them, to gain for himself everlasting renown,

13 who led them through the depths? Like a horse in open country, they did not stumble;

14 like cattle that go down to the plain, they were given rest by the Spirit of the LORD. This is how you guided your people to make for yourself a glorious name.

15 Look down from heaven and see, from your lofty throne, holy and glorious. Where are your zeal and your might? Your tenderness and compassion are withheld from us.

16 But you are our Father, though Abraham does not know us or Israel acknowledge us; you, LORD, are our Father, our Redeemer from of old is your name.

17 Why, LORD, do you make us wander from your ways and harden our hearts so we do not revere you? Return for the sake of your servants, the tribes that are your inheritance.

18 For a little while your people possessed your holy place, but now our enemies have trampled down your sanctuary.

19 We are yours from of old; but you have not ruled over them, they have not been called "by your name.